Indescribable Pain

Lindsey had her Mary Kay meeting last night. I, as always, attended as well, since she doesn’t have a driver’s license. Now, normally, the meetings last about an hour or two, which is fine, but last night’s meeting was almost four hours. Allow me to explain why that makes a difference. The chairs at the Mary Kay center, while appearing comfortable to one unaware of the truth, are hard as stone. There is absolutely no padding on the butt or the back whatsoever. At the two hour mark, I’m generally very uncomfortable and fidgeting a great deal. At the four hour mark, I would have preferred waterboarding.

I wonder if anyone else found it odd that I was attempting to describe that which was indescribable.